Chapter Eighty-Three: Little Pepper! Pepper Potts
In this small alley where no one is around, because Shengte shook his head vigorously, forcibly overcoming the sequelae of the dizzy brain caused by the use of teleportation of the starting hand, after a slight bend of the knee, the whole person suddenly rose into the sky, obliquely flew into the sky, until he jumped into the air at a height of thousands of meters, his body suddenly rose with a flame, and then, accompanied by "Bang! With a loud bang, a white sonic boom cloud appeared over Manhattan.
Just as Insainte flew into the sky, over Kennedy Airport, not far from him, a small white jet plunged headlong, landed on the airport's runway, and taxied towards Stark's private helipad.
A few minutes later, Colonel Rhodes, with a dark face, poked his head out of the door of the parked private jet, strode down the boarding stairs, glared at Tony Stark, who was standing on the tarmac, and said, "I swear! Someday, I'll commit a felony of murder because of your bastard character! β
"Whatever."
Tony Stark stepped forward and shrugged indifferently: "As long as you can remember, I actually came back with you on my own private jet." β
Hearing this, Colonel Rhodes frowned, and his expression became serious: "Actually, someone from the CIA has already greeted me, what happened before?" Why did you come back on their military plane? Because of that 'Superboy'? β
"Don't ask, trust me, you won't want to know."
Tony Stark pursed his lips and turned to say, "Let's go, 'Pepper' has been waiting outside for a long time, but I have been waiting for you." β
"You're actually waiting for your plane, right?"
"Don't care about the details."
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A moment later, outside the private helipad of Stark Industries, Tony Stark patted Colonel Rhodes on the shoulder, signaled to part, and walked alone to a tall and skinny blonde beauty, with a playful expression, and a nasal voice with a playful expression: "Why are your eyes swollen?" Is it for your long-missing boss who shed a few tears? β
"These are tears of joy."
The blonde beauty smiled with red eyes, and just when Tony Stark's heart was a little touched, she tilted her head again and said, "I hate looking for a job." β
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Tony Stark pursed his lips and called out the blonde's full name: "Pepper Potts, your vacation is over." β
At this moment, a retro luxury bulletproof sedan slowly stopped beside the two, and after the two of them opened the car door and sat in the seats in the back compartment, the fat driver wearing sunglasses half-turned his head and asked, "Mr. Stark, welcome back, Ms. Potts, where are we going?" β
Pepper Potts closed the car door, leaned forward slightly, and ordered, "Harpy, please take us to the ......"
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Pepper Potts turned his head, looked at Tony Stark with a complaining gaze and said, "Tony! You have to go to the hospital for a check-up. β
"Must? Do I look like something is wrong with my body? β
Tony Stark shook his head: "I've been imprisoned for a whole month, and there are only two things I want to do right away, first, I want an American cheeseburger, and second, I want you to go and summon ...... for me right away."
"It can't be!"
Pepper Potts interrupted Tony Stark, rolled his eyes and said, "I won't summon ...... for you"
"Not what you think."
Tony Stark interrupted with a calm face: "Although your idea is interesting and tempting to me, in fact, I want you to go and help me hold a press conference right away." β
"Press conference? Why......"
"Hogan!"
Without explanation, Tony Stark shouted out the last name of the driver named 'Harpy', turned his head and ordered, "Drive, go buy a cheeseburger first." β
Harpy Hogan obviously knew who the boss was, so without saying a word, he started the car and slowly drove out of the airport.
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Ten minutes later, with a foul mouth from Tony Stark, a hamburger that had just taken a bite flew out of the car through the rolled down window, and at the same time a vicious curse floated out of the car: "Damn hairspray boy!" DAMN YOUοΌοΌοΌ GOLDEN BOYοΌοΌοΌ β
If this is heard by Captain America, who has not yet thawed, he will definitely say a word, pay attention to your words......
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Half an hour later, Tony Stark's voice rang out on the live broadcast channels of major television stations across the United States.
"I didn't get to see my father for the last time......"
"I've learned a lot about him lately, and I can't help but wonder if he has had any conflicts and doubts about Stark Industries like I have now......"
"I've seen a lot of young Americans killed, and the murder weapons were the ones I made that were supposed to be used to protect them......"
"I opened my eyes, I woke up, and I realized that I could contribute to the world more than just something that would just explode......"
"Therefore, I declare that I will close the weapons manufacturing department of the 'Stark Multinational Industries Group' with immediate effect!"
As soon as Tony Stark's words came out, the media circles in the United States and even the world were all boiling because of this, the king of arms who no longer does the arms business, this kind of news full of drama and explosive news is not every day, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is not encountered in a hundred years, who would not like to hear it? Oh...... Those who hold Stark Industries stock, with exception......
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At the same time, in a remote suburb south of Washington, DC, the capital of the United States, in a very inconspicuous low-rise building, some of the things that are about to happen are not so pleasant.
This low-rise building looks ordinary from the outside, but inside it is a unique cave, all kinds of advanced facilities, everything, from the overall point of view, revealing a strong secret military base style, located in the core of the base, in a room, on the floor lies an unconscious Chinese woman, it is the missing Colleen Win.
"Open her handcuffs."
A middle-aged white man with a stubble on his chin pointed to Colleen Win, whose eyes were closed, and then to a steel-made torture chair in the center of the room, and instructed a young soldier in a black tactical body armor: "Let her 'sit' on the chair, and I'll go and prepare the 'truth elixir'." β
"Yes!"
The young soldier answered, and before the middle-aged white man walked out of the door, he asked, "Sir Rumlow, it's almost time, shall I give her another tranquilizer?" β